In the 'massage parlor, ' the 'happy endings' didn't all occur at the same moment. Noreen and Chuck finished first, not that Noreen had any complaints... Chuck lasted plenty long enough for Noreen to enjoy herself thoroughly, and she was happy to allow him his rest afterward.Iris' antics actually interfered with Rick's efforts, which lengthened his time in the saddle considerably -- but she was loudly and profusely appreciative, so Rick was well-pleased with his efforts when he finally erupted in. And with my right hand, I began twisting and pinching her left boobs and nipples in all possible directions. Usha was moaning and caressing my hair. With my left hand, I held her and was rubbing her back. I slid my left hand a bit further down to her asshole.Suddenly, Usha jerked when I touched her asshole. I had only fucked her asshole once till then. I then began rubbing her asshole at a moderate pace and Usha was enjoying the way I was treating her right boob and her nipple was getting. Instead, in that special moment, we looked into each other’s eyes, and encountered thoughts of each other. Over the next few weeks we hardly had the chance to talk. Our eyes would meet across the office every day and I would recall the moment we had shared. We shared an email, or several, mainly made up of random work requests, but, as the days passed, the emails became more personal. We even got a little raunchy, giving the IT department some lunchtime wank material, as we worked out more. Most people never took the time or put in the effort to get to know Henry, if they had they might have had seen him in a different light. If you ask me, Henry was no crazier than you or I. Oh, his story was strange, you might even say it was weird, but from the day I first heard it, I’ve held a deep down conviction that it actually happened. Strange are the workings of this universe, and that which is impossible one day, turns out to be accepted fact the next. When all is said and done, modern.